The fourth wall.
May 16, 2008 – 11:08 pmWhere to start…
Last week I went to see a play that a friend produced, and it made me think about the constructs that we create to sheild ourselves from unpleasant realities (or things that we think are realities). It’s easy to hide behind a persona or “play the game”, especially when surrounded by those who support your efforts, knowingly or not.
Afterwards I went to salsa with new eyes. It was like I was viewing everything through a television frame, people acting out larger-than-life roles, adopting personas that would be total caricatures out on the streets among normal people. And all the drama! More than one person I know has compared to being in high school all over again, except with more alcohol. Or not, depending on what high scool you went to, but anyway…
Then I realized something. This may sound trite, cliche, or even just plain obvious, but it’s all I was seeng because it’s all that I was looking for. Personally, I could never really pull off the act, but I’ve certainly tried more than once. Maybe that made me more sensitive to those who could join the “scene” so much more naturally. And why was I even trying to be like them? Because it was easier, and safer, than just being myself? Because I wanted to fit in with the cool kids?
I go to dance, not to be seen dancing. I’ve spent years learning and practicing and thinking about connection and experimenting with new ideas and finally developing my own style. I’m not going to throw that away to go swim in the shallow end of the pool. There are plenty of other people who go for the same reason I do and hanging with them will be much more rewarding. And if I go looking for them, I will find more of them than I expected.
I will grant you that part of salsa, and maybe dancing in general is about performance and showing off. The question becomes: Who are you when the music stops?

